Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 87174 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 436(@200wpm)___ 349(@250wpm)___ 291(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87174 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 436(@200wpm)___ 349(@250wpm)___ 291(@300wpm)
“Babe,” he says softly, kissing my cheek, “you, we can’t”—kissing my chin, and I’m such a hussy that I turn my head to give him access to my neck—“make him”—he kisses my neck, trailing his tongue out when he gets near my ear—“take that from”—he nips my earlobe with his teeth, making a shock run straight to my nipples—“you,” he says just when he reaches up to palm both breasts, my bra not hiding my response to him.
“We are going”—he runs his tongue down again right to my collarbone—“there tomorrow.” He pinches my nipples, my eyesight dazed with need.
“Cooper,” I whisper, dragging him closer to me with my feet, making my pussy meet his erection.
“Baby,” he hisses because now I’m playing this game, too. My hands have made their way under his shirt, my nails rubbing his abs softly till I’m pinching his nipples also. “Babe, the kids are downstairs,” he says while he rubs his erection against my pussy, sending shocks to my clit.
“We can’t do this,” I say, kissing his lips, biting his lower lip, then softly sucking it in and matching his thrust. “The kids could come upstairs.”
He hovers over me, his hands on both sides of the vanity. If I didn’t know better, it looks like he’s fucking me on the counter, but all parts are covered, sadly.
I hear him hiss in my ear all the while rubbing up and down straight to my center.
“Babe, if I move your panties to the side”—he moves up—“your pussy will be dripping for me, won’t it?” He’s moving down. “Your clit must be tight now”—moving up—“calling to me to rub it in little circles.” Moving down. “I want to take it in my mouth and suck it in”—moving up—“at the same time putting two fingers in you.” Moving down.
“Cooper, I’m going to come.”
“Babe, you want to come.” He has now thrust up and is moving side to side, giving my clit just enough pressure, and with the lace of my panties it won’t be long till I’m pushed over the edge. But if I’m going, he is coming with me.
“I want to come on your face.” I’m moving with him. “That is what I was thinking about at the table.” Rubbing side to side, his breathing is getting more ragged for him also.
“I can’t wait for you to fuck me,” I whisper in his ear. “I want you to fuck me hard, baby. Do you want to fuck me hard?” This is making him harder and bigger. “I want to come on your cock.” Oh my. “I want to squeeze your cum from your cock into my pussy. Will you give it to me?”
“All of me,” he says and thrusts hard, making me throw my head back, moaning, but it’s caught by his mouth. I come without him even touching me, still rubbing my pussy on his covered cock. I’m wondering how when he suddenly groans into my mouth, and I know he’s coming, too. We rub each other to ride out the orgasm that has rocked my world. Our mouths break apart with us panting.
“Babe, you make me feel like I’m sixteen again coming in my pants.”
I giggle at him. “I want you in me.” I’m not hiding it anymore.
“Soon, babe. We have to get back downstairs, but fuck me...that look in your eyes...you need to go and leave now, before I just pound into you.”
He steps away, trying not to look at me. I giggle, leaving the bathroom. Turning back, I try to peek at him cleaning himself. “Babe, go tell the kids we are going out tomorrow,” he growls, while I walk away giggling and try to convince the kids about how much fun tomorrow will be.
Chapter Twelve
I can’t believe I’m doing this. I’m actually going to the place I said I would never go to. I’m stepping foot into the Lobster Trap after seeing James sucking face with her. I vowed to never go back.
I have decided that I will also never say never. I have also decided that I’m going to dress up tonight, because let’s face it, if I’m running into the ex it’s always better to do it looking good.
So I put on some makeup, some brown liner, and mascara to make my green eyes pop out. I’m also wearing a new dress. Got to bring out the guns if you’re going to war.
It’s a white little number one piece dress. It is tight-fitting on the breast area with a gold spaghetti belt and comes down to hug all my curves, falling just above my knees. I’ve curled my hair a little to give it volume. The gold accessories I have added complete the package. Actually, my strappy gold stilettos seal the package. Yes, they are super high, and yes, my feet pinch in these shoes, but they are sexy, and I’m wearing them, pain be damned.